I was born to a woman who wanted children and to a man who wanted to have sex with children. My sister 2 years older than me hated me from the moment I was born.
Since my journal is no longer safe from her sociopathic fingers I chose to get it out in the open… why not, you’ll all know about it soon enough. She has my journal.
The only difference is because in her mind however it works she needs more sympathy than those that have been truly damaged.
Truth is every time I’ve tried to write my life story or journal it something else happens and it just hurts too much.